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Nikon Poems - Poems about Nikon

Nikon Poems - Examples of all types of poems about nikon to share and read. This list of new poems is composed of the works of modern poets of PoetrySoup. Read short, long, best, and famous examples for nikon.

Shooting an 8 Prong Buck
...Late in the afternoon, long shadows drive in-roads, between paths of sunlight. Got my Nikon on. Locked and loaded. The white tail just came too close, got him! Man did he fly when he heard......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, poetry,
Form: Free verse



These Things I Do
...The stock of the rifle is hand-selected walnut. I dust a beautiful porcelain lady. My Nikon needs to be taken out of its case like a coal black memory. I pick up a quartz crystal, put it t......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Self-Photography
...Ever since I bought the Nikon, I have learned that people were as much a shadow of the sun as a tree is a personification of an inverted waterfall, they all get washed-away never fully develop......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Nikon Fever
...Ever since it came to me my Nikon has been doing stupid things. It has hung from cliff edges just to capture an image of a small lizard I could have photographed in my backyard. Its gazed at c......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, poetry,
Form: Free verse
What I Do In Between the Words
...The stock of the rifle is hand-selected walnut. I polish it with a soft cloth and occasionally use linseed oil. I dust a porcelain lady twice a week. She does not need my attention, but I give......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, poetry,
Form: Free verse



Angel In the Future Mist
...The vision came to me as I was sitting in a contemplative state Oh Allah the vision did not have the scent of bait. Within and threw the clear smoke I saw the vision of my future mate. The prese......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, appreciation,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Waiting For the Right Photograph
...I waited all morning for some kind of wildlife to come near enough for a shot. My Nikon camera was set on her tripod, and I had been purveying the woods I felt moose staring at me and I thought if ......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, animal, nature,
Form: Narrative
When My Nikon Died
...I kept its funnel-cloud eyes. I kept the inner workings. Kept the plastic furniture while it cracked into multidimensional bones. I kept the whir of its mirroring mind. A shutter undrapes sh......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, poetry,
Form: Free verse
What I Do Between the Words
...The stock of the rifle is hand-selected walnut. I polish it with a soft cloth and occasionally use linseed oil. I dust a porcelain lady twice a week. She does not need my attention, but I giv......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member From Black and White To Color
...Photographs Moving pictures Talking pictures TV Motion pictures Records 45’s, 33’s, Cameras and film Colored photographs Cassette tapes Colored TVs 8 Track Tapes Video cameras VH......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, nostalgia,
Form: List
Cut-Price Poetry
...Why am I drawn to this scowling girl selling her poems in a Shinjuku underpass? Every Tuesday she is here, next to a Nikon ad, threatening commuters with her cyclostyled angst. Busy peopl......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, angst, business, city, courage,
Form: Free verse
God Revealed His Self 2 Me
...Black Violets-n-Pink Roses, God revealed his self 2 me, somehow like he did Moses, like the Sun is to the Earth, I’m so important, sales from transported Columbian Cain, done provided me with a major......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, change, future, god, life,
Form: Free verse
Scenes In Times Square
...It is December 31, the last day of the year. The nighttime sky is dark, but quite clear. In Times Square, there is a lighted ball. The New Year arrives when it makes its fall. Despite the freezin......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, travelme, new year,
Form: Rhyme
In This One Minute
...I see a first-time daddy holding his son’s tiny hand for the first time. I can see a baby, creating his first soft, fragile memory in a smiling hospital bed. I hear the constant, high-pitched beep-......Read the rest...
Categories: nikon, childhood, family, father, inspirational,
Form: I do not know?

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